Free Web Novel“Eh? Where’s my Ginger?”
Chef Li plated the Shredded Potatoes with Vinegar, then prepared to make Ginger Spicy Snake, but found there was no ginger left.
Ying Bing snapped back from the boy’s no-longer-childish face, and after a long silence, pointed to the plate of shredded potatoes.
“It’s in there.”
“...”
Li Mo thought, no wonder these two potatoes could be stir-fried into such a large plate.
It turned out to be Shredded Potatoes with Shredded Ginger.
Ice Cube’s cooking skills were still improving.
After an incense stick’s time, Li Mo carried the tray and arrived at the main hall with Ice Cube, just in time to meet Xie Xuan’s gaze.
“Brother Li, yesterday at Fengyue Small Building... thank you.”
Xie Xuan forced a smile that was uglier than crying; it seemed he had moved on, but the after-effects were quite strong.
“As fellow swordsmen, helping others is the root of happiness, why mention it?”
Li Mo put down the tray, then subtly took Ice Cube’s delicate hand.
“?”
Xie Xuan felt there was something wrong with that statement.
But he didn’t know exactly what was wrong.
Looking at Li Mo’s sunny and cheerful smile, he decided not to dwell on the minor details.
“To move on so quickly, Brother Xie is truly a free-spirited person.”
Bai Jinghong nodded. He always believed that those who practice swordsmanship should be somewhat uninhibited.
“I’m not sad at all anymore.”
Xie Xuan avoided looking at the two opposite him, took two big gulps of wine, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.
But the waves of after-effects still made his nose tingle.
He could only pick up a chopstick of Shredded Potatoes with Vinegar to distract himself.
“Brother Xie, why are you crying?”
“These shredded potatoes are so damn delicious!”
“Hmm?”
Xiao Jiang Princess curiously extended her chopsticks, wanting to know how delicious it could be to make someone cry, then spit out her pink tongue, stung by the vinegared ginger shreds.
Li Mo also took a bite.
How to describe it?
Well, this wasn't a dish; this was clearly a work of art. One could taste sour, bitter, and spicy from it, just no sweetness. It was almost ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ like life itself... Ying Bing blinked, and also extended her chopsticks.
“Ice Cube, eat this.”
Li Mo quickly remedied the situation, feeding Ice Cube a piece of stir-fried snake meat, stopping her dangerous attempt.
“I want to try some of that.” Ying Bing’s cheeks moved slightly.
She wanted to know what the first meal she made with Li Mo tasted like.
At least, it looked good... “I’ll just describe it to you.”
Li Mo said seriously, “The presentation of this dish looks like me, but if you taste it...”
His gaze subtly drifted towards Xie Xuan.
Ying Bing also glanced at Xie Xuan, nodded, and gave up the idea of eating the potato and ginger shreds.
“?????”
Xie Xuan suddenly didn’t feel sad about his breakup anymore.
Because compared to a breakup, the looks from God Hammer Little Overlord and Han Xianzi seemed to be more damaging.
“To be honest, I’m here to say goodbye today. After the Casting Assembly, I will go into seclusion for hard cultivation. If my Pure Jun Sword Intent does not reach Major Achievement, I will not emerge.”
“The next time we meet might be at the Qianlong Assembly, or much later.”
From his words, it seemed he didn’t even plan to participate in the Qianlong Assembly unless his Sword Dao had a Breakthrough.
With that said, he stood up, took a sip of wine, said goodbye, and intended to leave.
“Brother Xie!” Li Mo called out to him.
“Don’t try to persuade me anymore, my mind is made up! No need to see me off!”
Xie Xuan looked uninhibited.
“I’m not seeing you off, I’m going with you.”
“?”
“I am also a participant in the Casting Assembly.”
“?????”
Watching Li Mo pull out a black iron token from his embrace, Xie Xuan froze in place.
He really wanted to escape.
But it seemed he couldn’t.
At this moment, Tianshan Sword Manor. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Dijin Tianshan, covered in snow year-round, has no four seasons, always in severe cold.
The Sword Furnace is the only warm place.
The famous Sword Furnace is currently on a Closed days , its fires and forging sounds ceased today, because three days later is the Casting Assembly, and the Sword Furnace needs to prepare, so all activities have stopped.
The apprentices here all have at least seven or eight years of casting experience.
As they tidied up, they chatted in low voices.
“That young man just now, his identity seems unusual. What’s his background?”
“That’s Zhong Zhenyue, Zhennan King’s only son, 39th on the Qianlong list. He’s been in the Southern Frontier for years, so it’s normal you haven’t seen him.”
“He brought many heavy gifts. I wonder which Casting Grandmaster he wants to ask to make a move?”
“It should be Grandmaster Huo Bingzi? Many of the weapons that performed exceptionally well at the Qianlong Assembly were made by him.”
“Even among Sharp Weapons, there are differences.”
“Indeed, some Sharp Weapons are comparable to Mystic Weapons, even stronger than Mystic Weapons, just lacking spirituality.”
“Alas, but such Sharp Weapons can only be forged by a Grandmaster, or even a Divine Craftsman.”
“Not only that, the Materials consumed are enough to forge a Treasure Weapon.”
Above Sharp Weapons are Famous Weapons, above Famous Weapons are Mystic Weapons, above Mystic Weapons are Treasure Weapons, and only then are God Weapons.
To use Materials for forging a Treasure Weapon to create a Famous Weapon is simply a waste of natural resources.
Behind it lies immense financial resources and connections.
So, in terms of weaponry, the Prodigies from humble backgrounds and the local Prodigies from Dijin lose at the starting line.
The apprentices arranged the assembly venue, shaking their heads and sighing. However, at this very moment, there was a commotion at the entrance.
“Welcome, Your Highness the Crown Prince!”
Someone shouted.
So all those passing by wisely bowed their heads.
Jiang Yu entered from the doorway, accompanied by Qingniao, and a noble, imposing woman in a red, luxurious dress.
She was tall, with fiery red hair tips that seemed to burn as she moved, fair-skinned and beautiful, clearly accustomed to a life of luxury.
Seeing her, the apprentices all swallowed hard.
Princess Yu Yang, the current Little Princess of Great Yu, deeply beloved by His Majesty, and with astonishing talent, standing out among all the imperial princes and princesses, second only to the Eldest Princess.
“Crown Prince Brother, you promised me you’d give me a good sword for my birthday.”
Princess Yu Yang said sweetly.
“Divine Craftsman Du has rested his furnace for many years; his emergence this time should not disappoint you.”
Jiang Yu showed a doting and easygoing demeanor unbefitting his status. freёwebnoѵel.com
Du Wufeng, one of the four remaining Divine Craftsmen of the Sword Furnace, particularly skilled in forging swords.
His famous work is the Celestial Human Divine Sword, which now hangs high above the Celestial Human City!
The blacksmith apprentices and craftsmen from various places who heard snippets of the conversation couldn’t help but twitch their mouths.
Clearly, Jiang Yu and Princess Yu Yang were here for a weapon for the Qianlong Assembly.
To ask a Divine Craftsman to open his furnace and forge a weapon for a Famous Weapon?
Throughout the world, perhaps only the Crown Prince of Great Yu possessed such power.
